So when I kissed those subtle lips,
you looked at me indifferently,
obviously trying to deny the feelings you had inside.
Hoping that if you were to let me go,
I could start my own happy home becuase you didn't want to bother me,But as I kissed those lips more and more,
and the words of love started to slip,
you tightened your once nonexistent grip
on my hand,
and you were afraid no more,
after all it was my choice.
A choice...
I've recognized that I will never come to regret.Our love sky rocketed,
our hands tangled,
our lips locked,
and we were one once more,With no more worries
as to what we thought the other person wanted, or what the world asked for.We. Were. Solely. One.
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Lovestruck
PoetryI feel like I've Been crushed under this bus of 'so called love' (C.A approved)